Archive for September 2017

No Hiding Place

Today I’m going hunting, but not over hill and dale. The last time I was aboard a horse I was swiftly unseated and I can take a hint. The book is almost finished and I now have to face reading it, from the beginning and quietly putting to death its most egregious flaws. It isn’t…

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How Not to Write a Book

  Today, thanks to the dirty tricks of my computer, I lost  –  not once but TWICE  –  my morning’s work. The first time my laptop did a sudden, spontaneous, ready-or-not reboot without having the courtesy to auto-save my 500 words.  So I rewrote them. Perhaps they were even slightly improved. But I was so…

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